The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The glass vial in my hands was cold, colder than the iron table it rested upon, and inside it swirled a liquid the color of bruised plums, a hue that had once been vibrant but was now fading into a dull, lifeless grey. I held it up to the single, grimy window of my laboratory, watching the light refract through the murky suspension, and I thought of Margaret, whose lungs were filling with the...

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